 |
~With life's bouquet
I make a wreath
It speaks of love
I do bequeath
My heart's desire
Longs for you
My soul in love
Is longing too
He loves me
He loves me not
Each velvet petal
My delicate knot
I weave this velvet
In my soul
My love forever
To have to hold
My heart awaits
The soul I seek
I'm bound with love
My heart does speak
These flowers are
Love's precious start
You are the velvet
In my heart.~
~ Francine ~© original 2000
|
|